Thwarted by the soldiers' relentless assault, the shrouded mage retreated deeper into the shambling horde, seeking cover. But he wasn't finished yet. With a frustrated growl, he began chanting a complex ritual. Magic flowed through pre-engraved pathways etched onto the ground, fueling his dark magic and accelerating the flow of blood from the pulsating mound in the center of the room. The consumption of mana seemed to invigorate him for another attempt.
Ragnar, sensing a shift in the dark energy, tore his gaze away from the carnage. With a determined stride, he marched forward. Reactivating two of his runestones, he transformed them into a mighty axe. From his coat, he drew the buckler – the very one gifted to him by Daniel back when Daniel was just entering the Curtained World.
Card: Spellguard Buckler
